Chapter 5: That Night In Tibet

[Sirius X Narcissa: As usual, a bit of plot before it 'thickens']

"Aaargh!" Sirius jolted awake in the middle of the night. The oracle's words haunted his dream, leaving him panting and sweating profusely. He was constantly anxious, feeling helpless to change anything.

Thud!

Sirius noticed the book Lily gave him had fallen from the bedside table. He opened it. Legend of Immortal Heart; he read. It seemed to be a biography of a man who found a way to become immortal. At first, he dismissed it as a pointless fantasy story, but that led him to notice a weird pattern between the pages.

It can't be.

He got off his bed and tore off the bindings of the book. Then, he calmly placed the pages on the floor with care and focus as he had to find the complete pattern.

Before he knew it, the sun began to drown the entire room with light. With reddened eyes, Sirius looked at the floor covered with paper like a madman.

It's actually a map! He was shocked. It looks like… the Tibet region?!

He quickly looked for something in a wooden box. He went through the items inside and finally took out an old camera. Wasting no time, he took pictures of the map.

An hour later, he packed a bag, combed his hair, and wore his usual black clothes and jacket. Then he headed to the muggle airport, since travelling through the portkey network had risks.

"So you have decided to leave again?" Walburga was standing near the exit.

Without looking at her, he replied, "This shall always be my home, Mother. I'm only going to China to see their ancient magic and artifacts—perhaps I can find something useful to House Black."

"Wonderful!" Orion Black came over, simply excited to see his son taking so much interest in family, "My grandfather told me that one of our ancestors owned a Phoenix. Go, Sirius, seek new magic—show us your worth!"

I'll show you alright. Sirius thought and waved his hand before bidding farewell.

Sadly, he soon learned he couldn't go to China without a lengthy visa process. So, he took a flight to Hong Kong, as close to China as he could go.

He slept on the flight, but his heart was full of excitement. After landing in Hong Kong, jumping the border and entering Mainland China was a breeze for him. He then rode his broom for the rest of the journey to Tibet, ignoring the cold air at night.

Then, with a few spells, he got himself a modest hotel room without needing an ID.

He ate, bathed, and began planning for the expedition. He took out a map of Tibet and circled a few places, one after another.

The map was made so many years ago. It's hard to pinpoint the locations now… But it should be somewhere among these five mountains and valleys.

He placed all his stuff back in the magically expanded bag, ready to leave in the darkness of the night.

"Let's deal with the annoyance first," he muttered.

His face abruptly turned grim. He folded his sleeves and walked out of his hotel room. He walked to the room adjacent to his and flicked his wand. The door was unlocked with a click, and he pushed it in without a care, hitting the person inside.

Thud!

He looked at the person that fell behind the door. Long blonde hair, green earrings, a white formal shirt, and a long, black skirt that went below her knees. Her blue eyes stared at Sirius with annoyance while he did the same.

"What a pleasant surprise, Narcissa. I didn't expect to see you here. Such a rare coincidence," He spoke mockingly and extended his hand. "I wonder what brings you here?"

Narcissa silently frowned and stood up, relying on his hand, "I didn't want to, but Walburga insisted I follow you and see what you were up to. I couldn't refuse her."

"Of course, she'd do that," Sirius sighed, irritated by the woman who gave birth to him. But he didn't take out his frustration on Narcissa, as he hoped to fool her and vanish eventually to follow the map alone. For that, he needed to bring her guard down. "Are you hurt?"

"No."

Sirius walked in and closed the door behind him, "You can go back if you wish to."

Narcissa didn't reply and went to sit back on the bed since there was no chair in the small room. She pulled the blanket up and tiredly pressed her eyes with her fingers, "You know I can't… Walburga will scream till my ears explode."

"Ah… That brought back some memories," Sirius scowled, almost feeling a shiver run down his body. "Is she the reason why you're getting married to Lucius?"

She smiled, shaking her head, "Yes and no. I do like Lucius, as he's far better than most other pureblood men out there. He's intelligent, careful, and caring—a true gentleman. It's either him or some unknown psychopath, and I've chosen to settle."

Sirius shrugged and went to sit down on the bed, a reasonable distance away from Narcissa on the other side of the king-size bed. He rested his back on the backrest and pulled the same blanket slightly above his feet, as it was cold there.

"To be honest, you can do much better than him," Sirius said, trying to make her lower her guard. "You're probably the most beautiful eligible witch in Britain right now, and with a good mind as well. Maybe someone in America? France? At least I know I'll settle in America if I ever feel like running away."

"As if I'd get a choice in this matter," Narcissa replied, sounding slightly envious. "Not everyone has the luxury of affording the freedom you do."

"Nonsense! The birdcage you have placed around your freedom is of your own making. Rebel a little, laugh a little, be silly like we used to be when young—do whatever makes you happy. I learned this lesson when I went to Hogwarts, away from that old hag bitch… I mean witch."

"Pff…" Narcissa almost snorted while holding her laughter. Her long, blonde hair jolted with her twitching hands on her mouth. Her thin lips that curved into a smile were beautiful—she looked charming when relaxed.

She sighed loudly and moved her legs underneath the blanket. "As wild as you were back then. I still remember you knocking Bella out by falling on her head from a broom. To this day, she doesn't know how she was knocked out."

"Wait! You never told her?" Sirius exclaimed, genuinely laughing.

"Why would I tell her? She used to bully me, and I liked seeing that happen. I even drew a mustache on her face after you ran away," Narcissa confessed, looking more relaxed.

But then she suddenly stood up and dragged her bag toward the bathroom, "I'm going to sleep—following you here was not easy."

A moment later, she returned from the bathroom, now wearing a loose, silky black, short-sleeved nightgown, covering everything to her ankles. Her long blonde hair was fully undone and draped behind. Her face now lacked any makeup, but she remained as breathtaking as before.

Then, after returning to her bed under the blanket, she looked at Sirius, "Wake me up when you decide to leave."

"..."

"Why would I wake you up just so you can follow me?" Sirius exclaimed.

She puffed out an annoyed breath, "Because I'll tell Walburga that you came to China to gamble and meet muggle women."

"..."

Sirius's jaw fell. Indeed, Narcissa turned out to be a wild fox. "But that's a lie."

"My word is Merlin's word for Walburga."

Sirius scoffed, folding his arms, "Come on, just make up a story or something. Tell her you lost me. I'll return the favour later."

She shook her head, relaxing in the bed while feeling triumph, "Why are you even here? Just tell me the truth, and I might take your side."

Classic Narcissa. Trying to make me lower my guard and spill everything. Sirius saw through her wordplay and rested down in bed, completely under the blanket.

"To find a Phoenix and tame it," he lied through his teeth. "It'll be considered a decent achievement by wizarding Britain. Father will respect me more, and so will many purebloods who follow Dumbledore."

Silently, Narcissa gazed at his face, trying to see if he was telling the truth, "If that is the case, then I'll watch you look for it."

Ugh… She didn't believe me. Sirius realised and decided to take a slower, calmer route. Better change the subject back to her.

"Sure, you can come along. The stronger I become, the more I'll be able to protect my family—including you."

"I told you before, I don't need your protection," Narcissa barked back in reply. "I'm strong enough."

But Sirius had an answer already prepared. He shifted a little closer to Narcissa and patted her head, ruffling her blonde hair as if she was younger than him. "The Dark Lord will soon be running amok. As soon as you marry Lucius, you'll be pulled into it.

"When that happens, and if you ever find yourself in a tough spot—you'll always find a home wherever I am… same for Bellatrix; as crazy as she might be, I still share blood with her. Regulus is too timid, and I won't let anyone hurt him, and Andromeda, to this day, lives in fear of retaliation from purebloods."

Can't let my pack fall into the hands of those bastards—the stronger the Black family, the stronger the fortress around me. Sirius reasoned while saying those words to Narcissa.

Narcissa didn't get angry at him for rubbing her hair. Rather, she stared at Sirius' face, looking into his shining grey eyes. By instinct, she raised her hand and touched his face, "W-Why do you seem so different from what I remember? So… less immature?"

Sirius sighed and turned flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He felt Narcissa do the same after shifting closer until their shoulders touched.

"I had a dream," Sirius firmly voiced. "Too many times, the same thing again and again. It feels like a vision now."

"What is it about?" Narcissa asked.

Sirius sucked a deep breath and told her half of what he perceived from the oracle. "Death of Black Family—erased from history like many others before. Dark times are ahead, Cissy… And I fear it has something to do with this Dark Lord."

Narcissa smiled suddenly, hearing Sirius use her nickname again after so many years, "Why do you fear the Dark Lord?"

"Because, unlike Grindelwald, we know nothing about this one. We know his fake name, but what family does he belong to? What are his origins? What is his history? If we accept any upstart Dark Lord, I'm afraid the purebloods will end up becoming slaves before the rest of the world is conquered," Sirius replied, a very genuine answer to why he couldn't accept Voldemort's rise.

Narcissa didn't speak for a while, thinking about what Sirius said. As she shuffled through her knowledge of Voldemort, she found herself agreeing with him more and more. Indeed, they had no clue about the Dark Lord's history.

"I'll go to my room…" Sirius woke her from the trail of thoughts.

"Wait!" Narcissa caught his hand suddenly, pulling him back, "I want to talk more… It's been so many years."

He chuckled and got back into bed under the warm blanket. He threw his shoes off as well and relaxed fully. Then, they reminisced about their entire life from childhood to adulthood.

Sirius knew Narcissa still held herself back, but she opened up a lot to him. He, too, shared some of the things but kept the important bits a secret. Before they felt the trust build, their bodies were almost holding each other under the blanket.

Eventually, she flicked her wand and turned the lights off, leaving only a little light coming from the cracks of the window blinds. Then she drifted into sleep.

Their bodies touched as she turned her back towards him. Sirius, meanwhile, found himself watching her from behind as the blanket was down from his side. Her heart-shaped ass was noticeable as the nightgown tightened around her hips and got pulled a little up, showcasing her milky legs.

He looked up and noticed the lack of bra straps, and her loose blonde hair rested behind her neck in a mess. The scent of her perfume was quite strong and palatable.

She can definitely do a lot better than Lucius. Sirius muttered as he slid down on the bed and pulled the blanket up.

But his plan to sleep was foiled when he felt Narcissa shift in the bed, and her back found its way beside his chest. With her hips held out and knees curved forward, he found himself spooning her from behind. He could feel the warmth of her body, and before he could make sense of anything, a bulge rose in his pants.

Sirius felt like moving away, but on a second thought, he wondered if she was doing it knowingly, as it was impossible that she didn't feel his massive erection poking her back.

Taking his chance, he also curved his knee under her thighs, effectively grinding his bulge harder. But instead of stopping, he raised his hand under the blanket. His palm brushed on her silky, smooth, warm legs, then her hip, and pulled her nightgown up all the way until her naked ass presented itself to his bulge.

Again, as he felt no reaction from her, he decided to take another step forward. Using magic, he removed his pants and shirt, leaving himself only in his underwear.

Then, he again spooned her. He nestled his face close to her nape. His chest pressed on her back, and his bulging underwear probed the gap under her intimate core. At the same time, he rested his hand on her waist and hugged her tightly, pulling her closer to himself.

Still acting asleep? He smirked and played with Narcissa's body.

He could hear her quick, small breaths as he raised his hand from her waist and onto her breast. He didn't squeeze them but rested his palm, cupping one.

Meanwhile, his bulging shaft squeezed out of the underwear. He softly eased himself between her thighs. It felt like heaven. Her silky smoothness and warmth made his girth twitch multiple times in excitement, hardening even further.

Oh?! Right then, he felt Narcissa's body jolt. There's no way you're sleeping through this.

He began moving his hips slowly, just a little so his length would rub between her thighs and greet the slit covered in her white thongs. Her legs pressed harder on him as he moved, and her breath became short and heavy, felt by his hand on her mound.

There were a thousand questions. But Sirius wanted to savour this moment. However, he realised he didn't have time and needed to sleep for the journey. So he decided to sacrifice the opportunity and close his eyes.

But he didn't move away from her. His cock remained pressed near her faint dampness, involuntarily being stroked anytime they moved. His hand remained on her breast, rubbing her covered buds to harden. They soon fell asleep in that spooning position, sharing the warmth of each other's bodies.

It was perhaps the best sleep Sirius had ever experienced since the visions of the oracle had begun to disturb him. The warmth of her body calmed his mind for some reason, and before he knew it, hours went by.

When his eyes opened, he realised the lights were on, and Narcissa wasn't beside him. He heard running water in the bathroom and knew she had likely seen him naked under the sheets. He didn't mind, but to save himself from the awkwardness, he dressed immediately and left for his room.

Knock! Knock!

Just as he finished his own bath, he heard the knock. Quickly, he fixed his hair, wore his jacket and opened the door. Though, he didn't expect to feel the sudden rush of blood in his body, and his jaw dropping a little.

Narcissa stood there, looking absolutely stunning. Her long blonde hair was loosely tied behind her head. She was wearing tight denim jeans with black high boots. Above, she wore a tight, chained-up, black leather jacket with a white shirt underneath, making her ample mounds appear like tight hills. A pearl necklace contrasted around her neck, and the green earrings made her face glow differently. Her blue eyes and thin red lips were just a sight to behold.

"Running away again?" She grumpily asked.

She was almost a head shorter than him, making her frowning face look nothing but pretty and cute. He felt like patting her head again but knew she'd get angry this time.

"Just came to pick up my bag. Follow me to the terrace," he said and walked out of his room, leaving the key in the door. He didn't bother checking out either since the ID was fake.

On the terrace, he took out the broom from the expansion bag. It was slightly modified to have a single seat and footrest as he expected to spend a lot of time scouring the desolate landscape of Tibet.

"I didn't bring a broom," Narcissa voiced as she saw Sirius readying himself to leave.

"Go home then," he smirkingly replied, holding up the broom between his legs.

Narcissa didn't say anything and went ahead to stand sideways beside the broom, so her hips rested on it. She smirked and quickly threw one leg around the broom, straddling it, and sat in front of him so her back touched his chest, "Let's go."

"..."

"You won't give up, will you?"

"Giving up is not a word in my dictionary."

Sirius sighed and kicked his foot a little. With that, the broom rose, and he placed his right arm around her waist. Then he curved it around her side to her lower belly, almost where her jeans button was and pulled her closer to himself, her soft, cushiony buttocks resting against his crotch, almost hugging her so she wouldn't fall.

He noticed the shyness on her face. But simultaneously, he loved the feeling of her soft thighs around his left wrist that held the broomstick between her legs for steering. It was her choice to sit in the front, after all. Her back, as well, was small enough that his right arm wrapped around all the way, letting his palm slowly move from the side to the top of her breast—frisking his thumb on her jutting breasts. He could feel it harden under his touch.

Her heart's pounding. Sirius felt it. I don't think she minds my touch.

They didn't speak the entire flight. As the cold night passed, they went further northwest and felt the chill. Sirius, trying to act like a gentleman, made her wear his jacket as well.

No one said a word. Sirius merrily cherished the heat of her body. Feeling too cold, he pulled her closer, harder, with the hand resting between her thighs on the broomstick. He felt her; she was well-built, athletic and soft. It was warm, and he rubbed her by moving his knees up and down on both sides, grinding her hips on his naturally growing erection.

"Umh…" Narcissa roughly breathed with her face lowered, leaning back on his chest.

She wants this as much as I do. Sirius thought and hugged her tighter. He knew they couldn't do much on the broom, but he freely felt her body. For how long has she been this unsatisfied?

Wasting no time, he descended and searched for a town. Between the huge mountains, he soon noticed a cluster of lights. And it wasn't just the arousal, but also the damn cold that had him shivering, so he wanted some rest.

"Let's look for a hotel for rest," he whispered to her ears, earning her a simple nod in response. Clearly, she wanted him but didn't want to talk about it.

Just a few moments later, he noticed a small, twin-story building with the misspelt words 'rooms for rant' written on top. He landed outside it since the town was empty that early in the morning. Then, he cast a few charms on themselves and walked in, holding Narcissa's hand.

"Two rooms," He spoke in broken Chinese.

"Only one."

"No, I want two."

"Only one."

"..."

Sirius realised the man wasn't denying it, but there was only one available.

Relenting, Sirius paid the money and took the key. Shivering, he quickly walked through the first-floor lobby and found the room at the end. The building probably had less than ten rooms, and the condition wasn't very reassuring.

But both of them didn't mind. They entered the small room and quickly looked for warmth. Sirius rushed to the bed, but then he realised there was only one single bed in the tiny room with nothing but a lone side table and two windows. Furthermore, looking back, he noticed Narcissa vanishing into the bathroom immediately.

"..."

"We'll have to make do with this." He muttered, quickly removing his clothes before getting under the thick blanket. Using his wand, he cast a few spells to make the bed and the room warmer.

Clack!

The bathroom door opened then, and Narcissa walked out without makeup and her hair loose. A faint blush covered her face as she emerged again in her silky black nightgown. Without saying anything about the bed, she joined Sirius under the blanket, again facing her back toward him.

He didn't hesitate this time, knowing she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. He filled the tiny gap between them and spooned her, hugging her waist tight and pulling her back on his chest. He kissed the back of her neck and moved his hand down to caress the side of her thighs. Still being covered with her nightgown, he attempted to pull it up to access her warm flesh.

It was too long, making it challenging to pull up entirely. However, Narcissa reacted silently by raising herself slightly, making it easier for him. He quickly tucked the nightgown up around her waist.

Then, as he gently placed his palm on the side of her hips, he realised something exciting. She's not wearing anything underneath!

That was all the signals he needed. He quickly removed his underwear and pressed his throbbing length between her soft ass. Meanwhile, he inserted his hand under the nightgown and traced her silky smooth flesh until he felt her ample, honey-soft breast. He squeezed it in the palm, filling his grasp with her and teasing the engorged tips.

"Um…" Narcissa moaned softly and quickly placed her palm on her mouth in embarrassment.

Sirius chuckled and kissed her neck, leaving a trail of his saliva on her skin. Meanwhile, he pulled his hips back a little and eased his throbbing length in the squeezing gap. He felt the heat as he slid in, the hard squeeze from her full thighs, and the warm dampness of her wet folds.

When he felt her cushiony soft ass press on his pelvis, he couldn't help but feel how perfect her body was. His member was fully sunken between her thighs, resting under her entrance. The knob of his manhood peeked out from the other side, feeling the coldness.

Wanting her to react. He caught her hand and lowered it down between her legs, where his cock protruded out. He made her touch the head, arousing him further.

"Let go… Be free…" He whispered in her ear and began kissing her neck, making her squirm. As Sirius started rocking his hips back and forth, dry humping her, she took the initiative to tease his shaft with her hand.

He played with her mounds underneath the nightgown, wanting to feel her perfect body even more. But the annoying nightgown came in the way, and he almost ended up tearing it apart.

Uncontrollably, he thrust between her thighs, even sensing her hips responding by grinding on him. His lips remained plastered on her neck, teasing with small bites.

"Ah… Mmmmm…" Narcissa moaned.

Sirius did the same in her ear and voiced in whispering breaths, "Can I tear your gown?"

Narcissa didn't want to lose the touch of his body, so she nodded. In the next instant, the sound of cloth being torn reverberated, and Sirius ended up removing her entire nightgown.

Finally, with her body fully naked, he slid his other hand underneath her shoulder and pulled her closer, feeling the skin-to-skin touch—warm, smooth and aroused. The sensation was mind-numbing.

He played with her breasts with both hands, pinching the pale pink buds. The blanket rested above their waist at that point, giving him a beautiful view of her naked back and some part of her sides. But he knew she was still shy and wouldn't face him, so he tried to pump his length harder.

But without invading her depth, he knew things wouldn't go far. So he slowly began to angle himself better and tease her flower. He didn't know what she looked like down there, but she was shaven and silky soft. Her juices lubricated both of them enough, and it was time for the main event.

To prepare her, he caressed one hand down through her side and sank it between her legs. His fingers felt the dampness and found their way to her inviting folds. He curved one finger inside, making her nervously clench her body tight. But as he kissed her neck, she calmed down and allowed herself to drown in arousal.

"Mmmmh…" She breathed vocally when he began to play with her clitoris.

During that same time, he probed his knob at her entrance, teasing her to enter. He played with her a few times, drawing her gasps and disappointing moans. But then, with a sudden push, he buried his girth in, easing it forward slowly through her glazed, moist walls. Impaling her on his straining shaft, he couldn't help but feel a rush of pleasure sweep through his mind.

Her body's hot scent, and the tightness he felt inside her made him appreciate her so much more.

"Aah!" Narcissa moaned with a hint of pained expression.

Sirius felt amused, as she was clearly not a virgin. This only meant his size was new to her, which explained the tightness. But he wanted to feel her first, so he plunged deep within her, fully inserting his pulsating length inside her delicate softness. She felt satin-smooth, tender, warmer than honey. There weren't any words to describe her loins—her feminine brilliance made him drive further in, wanting to feel this moment to the fullest.

"Too… big…" Words escaped from her mouth in moaning whispers.

Sirius chuckled and finally pulled his hips back, giving her tight depths a chance to breathe. But not for long, as he pushed in again, devouring the squelching core between her meaty thighs. His breath ragged behind her neck, and he slowly increased his pace.

Her blazing sheath met with his savage thrusts. Wanting more, he slid one hand between her legs from behind and raised her thighs up, giving him a better, deeper access. Doing that also removed the blanket from them altogether, finally giving him a view of her mesmerising body. Her curves were incredibly hot, her pale skin was spotless, and the scent of her body left him wanting more.

He kissed her back, going down from her neck to her shoulder and then lower. His hips kept thrusting in her mind melting slippery depths. She arched into him, tipping her hips, and he filled her to the hilt.

"Umph… Oh, oh…" Narcissa began to moan with her breaths and clench him tight inside her. She shuddered in his tight embrace. Her sweet-smelling hair covered Sirius' face, intoxicating him.

Sirius lifted her leg higher from her thigh, spreading her legs and fucked faster. Her perfect, receptive body squirmed under his influence, and he couldn't get enough of it.

"I'm… Oh!" She moaned harder, biting her tongue. An erotic wave spread down her body, sending shivers of warmth to her core. As Sirius's hands played with her nipple, she started to shudder uncontrollably, losing the last wall holding her back. "Oh, oh, oh… mmmm… Yes! Ah, yes!"

Hearing her delightful voice, Sirius felt the need to satisfy her more. So he used the strength in him to increase the pace. He invaded her moist slit in and out, stretching her walls with his hip thrusts that desperately squeezed out the seeping love juices from inside her.

As the intense spasms hit her, she tried to straighten her legs. But Sirius caught her leg and stretched it further sideways. Her ass rang with thumps with each thrust he delved inside. Slowly, he raised himself up to hit deeper and earn louder moans from her.

Eventually, Sirius spread her legs apart, supporting her underthings with his knees as he got on top of her. He turned her body straight so he could take a good look at her.

Below, he glanced at his cock, invading her most delicate part. It left him baffled at how perfect her petals were. Shapely, symmetric, so pale pink, glistening in invitation. Swollen from his savage fucking, appearing as the peak source of his arousal.

"No!" Narcissa shut her eyes in shame and embarrassment as she noticed Sirius looking at her body. But she couldn't stop herself from coming close to climax. Just as Sirius leaned forward to reach her perfect depths, she spewed forth a fountain, releasing her silky, creamy nectar. Her hips convulsed as his girth rested in her, slowly grounding deep. Her legs spread; they dangled powerlessly with the support of Sirius' knees.

"Lucius is one hell of a lucky man," Sirius suddenly said as he stopped moving and pulled out of her warm love hole.

He was still rock hard, however, and far from his release. He just wanted to admire how perfectly beautiful Narcissa was. Her face held an insanely arousing reddish blush, her pale skin shined with some sweat, and her creamy, plump mounds heaving with her breath were breathtaking. Followed by her thin, but curving waist, and hips that could leave any man lost in lust. As for her folds—he had no words to describe it.

Narcissa kept her eyes closed, turning red in shame. Feeling Sirius's hands caress all over her body was something she enjoyed, but didn't want to see.

"Look at me, Cissy!" Sirius firmly said. "Why are you ashamed? You are the most beautiful woman in wizarding Britain. Take pride in that—Your husband will be the luckiest man alive."

His words awakened something within her, making her give a self-deprecating chuckle, saying, "We've only done it once."

"What?!" Sirius exclaimed. Saying no to her was akin to challenging Merlin when he was alive.

She sighed and finally looked at Sirius' face, locking eyes, "It was back in school… to claim my purity. He believes sex is only to make children, not pleasure."

"What a fool—whatever he did was a joke!" Sirius proudly said and lined his aching, throbbing cock on her entrance, and without warning, shoved himself fully in, earning a loud gasp-filled moan. "This… is… claiming!"

"Aah!" She moaned so loud that the entire hotel would have been alerted if not for charms. "S-Sirius…"

He smirked, loving the way she squirmed underneath him as his pumping length constantly impaled her, plundering her sore, sensitive entrance, "Yep, you can do a lot better, Cissy."

In a moment of surprise, Narcissa smirked and raised her hands to grab Sirius' neck. She pulled him over her body and kissed his lips abruptly. It was passionate and wet as they both immediately opened their mouths and savagely devoured the sweetness of each other's mouth, "I am… doing better."

Oh, how much that excited Sirius, "I want to taste you."

With that said, he suddenly pulled his length out and stopped kissing her mouth. He slowly went down, licking her body, sucking her plump breasts, kissing her belly, and finally reaching for the wet slit.

"Merlin! You're so perfect!" Sirius couldn't help but exclaim as soon as he licked her tight crevice. Her pink, swollen folds were flawless to look at, especially when glazed by her wetness, "How are you so sweet and fragrant even here?"

She giggled uncontrollably, having lost the final ounce of embarrassment. Lovingly, she extended her hands and twirled her fingers on Sirius' curly hair. "I wouldn't know, you're the one with more experience…"

Sirius sighed and looked down at her inviting opening, "I don't know, but I feel like hitting Lucius with a Crucio for leaving you this… unexplored."

"Hah…" She laughed. Her giggles were music to Sirius' ears, as they revealed how truly happy and relaxed she was. This wasn't at all like the usual cold Narcissa.

He wasted no time and began eating her.

He plunged his fingers into her depths and began stroking, while with his tongue, he teased her clitoris. She started squirming in no time, wriggling as he kept her silky sheath in place with his arms wrapped around her thighs and hips.

Narcissa, too, didn't push him away and stroked his hair with his fingers.

"Ah, ah… Oh Sirius, oh, oh… mmmmph… haah…" It didn't take long before she began to inch closer to another climax.

But something changed in her mind abruptly, and she tried to sit up by shifting away from Sirius. With a teasing smirk on her delicious lips, she pulled Sirius closer to herself, as if inviting him for a kiss. But at the last moment, she moved and pushed him down on the bed.

She straddled him, resting her slit above his throbbing shaft.

Sirius was shocked and excited, seeing her perfect body on top of him. The sunlight that came from the window behind accentuated her figure, making her appear so much more mesmerising. Her blonde hair glowed along with her skin, giving him a certain pleasure he couldn't explain.

Then, with her face flushed, she gripped his straining shaft with one hand and guided it to her entrance. The entire time, she maintained eye contact with Sirius, smiling with pleasure clear on her face. "Thank you for reminding me what pleasure is… Siri—ah!"

Narcissa pushed herself down on his hard length, bulging with veins. He watched as it stretched her entrance apart, slowly squeezing in, aided by her juices. In time, her hips touched the base of his member, touching his balls.

"Ummmmh!" As her hands freed, she began rubbing her breasts, pinching the rosy peaks. "Aaah, Sirius!"

She was faking her personality her entire life, wasn't she? How did I not see she was trapped in the same prison as me? When did I become so selfish? Sirius asked those questions while drawing in pleasure.

He loved this moment, seeing Narcissa's beautiful form slowly rocking on his girth. He wanted to keep this moment in memory forever, but above all, he didn't want this to be the last.

"Fuck!" He cursed when his own climax came closer. Instinctively, he clenched Narcissa's thighs, "You're driving me crazy, Cissy!"

"Crazy for what?"

Narcissa asked teasingly, biting her lips and smirking. She moved her hips so masterfully, massaging his member inside her while filling herself completely. She rode him wildly, bouncing on his cock so much that her breasts jiggled. Her tender walls squeezed him, aiming to draw every ounce of pleasure.

"Oh! Narcissa! I think…" Sirius grunted as he involuntarily matched her movements by thrusting his hips up.

However, she foiled his attempts and leaned forward completely, pressing her weight down on Sirius. She rested her breasts on his chest, letting them spread the jolts of soft warmth. Her face came so close to him that their nose touched each other's. A constant smirk remained on her lips while she moved her hips slowly.

"Crazy for what, Sirius?" She questioned.

Fuck! Is she trying to play me? Sirius realised. However, to his best attempts, he couldn't thrust his hips to satisfaction as her entire weight was on him with the sole focus of keeping him down.

"My Sirius… Oh!" She moaned and kissed his mouth passionately, wrapped her arms around his head, rubbing his hair in her peak arousal. "Tell me, what makes you crazy?"

"Your pussy! It's driving me crazy!" Sirius relented, a shock to himself as he usually never gave himself up so quickly to pleasure.

"Hehe…" She giggled so beautifully and kissed his cheek. "Cute… I love seeing this side of Sirius Black."

"Goddamnit!" Sirius groaned as soon as she began to rock her hips faster. While their tongues wrapped around each other, ignoring all the saliva that covered each other's faces or their hair that fell in between.

She moaned into him while moving herself with fine, subtle, circling movements, bringing him to frenzied writhing. Her own climax approached while she felt his shaft twitch inside, his throbbing veins making her feel very aware of his size.

"Oh, oh, oh yes… I love this… mmm…!" She frantically moved against him, slithered, writhed, stroked. There was no gentleness or order to her. She allowed the pleasure to overwhelm her. Her body moved on its own, rubbing itself on Sirius while her mouth never left his.

Sirius was on cloud nine. "Right there, Cissy… There!"

Soon, he could no longer resist the increasing passion. He felt her wriggle against him, her moans into him, her legs pulling him into her ever deeper wetness, so soft, silky and warm.

With one final thrust of his hips, as she lowered herself, he plunged completely, shuddered and exploded inside her with harsh groans of pleasure. She could feel his seed spill into her moist depths, bringing her to a climax as well. Seized by a rush of intense sensation, she stopped moving and came on his shaft, spilling her juices out in drips, all over Sirius' crotch.

But still, their tongues didn't stop the intense sweeping and swirling in each other's mouths. Sirius tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her down on him as he relaxed his panting breath.

Narcissa stayed on him, still kissing, before slowly sliding to his side while never leaving the lips.

After losing her breath, she hugged his neck and lowered her face to rest between his chest and chin. His cock slipped out of her as well, and their fluids flowed out of her depth.

"Sirius…" She hummed as she closed her eyes and hugged his chest. "I think… I would love to have a home I can always turn back to… where I'll always feel safe."

He smiled and pulled the heavy blanket over, wanting to fall asleep in that same position. "You are welcome wherever I am, Cissy—anytime."

He kissed her head and hugged her body back before sinking into a relaxing sleep.

But for that, I'll have to grow stronger and change my fate.

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Hours went by as they blissfully slept in each other's arms. Narcissa had never felt so relaxed and safe anywhere in her entire life. Being wrapped around in Sirius' embrace wasn't something she expected to do, but now that she had experienced it, she wanted to feel it as many times as possible.

"Umh…" Slowly, she began to open her eyes. She felt sore and tired, "Sirius?"

But she felt the lack of warmth. Sirius was gone, and she frantically sat up to look. Yet all she found was a simple note beside her pillow. She picked it up and read it under her breath.

"Cissy, to build that safe place, I have to do this alone. Wait for me in the hotel. I will be back in a day or two. Let's go home together so Walburga won't bother you."

In defeat, she sighed and eased back into the bed. Slightly annoyed, very much interested, and somewhat worried, she wondered what Sirius was even up to.

Knowing him and Bella's influence on him, it's probably something crazy.

Unknown to Narcissa, Sirius was indeed up to something crazy.

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